Love on London

Chapter 46: Meeting Felicity Grey

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Life is precious, I am told,

We must all bear its fruits,

We must be warm to fight the cold,

We mustn’t lose our roots,

But when birth and copulation and death,

In their dark devices turning,

Fade from loving breath,

The purloined heart starts burning,

If we forsake the oldest,

And be children to the world,

But even for the boldest,

Is Death's long cloak unfurled.

It all started what seemed like minutes ago, at the least days ago, but in reality it was three years. Three years. That’s how long it lasted. From nothing it rose like a phoenix from flames only to crumble into ash and about to fall off one of the sky scrapers in New York. She stood with trembling legs on the edge of the building; no one would know who she was in a few weeks. If it took that long to be noticed, then surely it wouldn’t be much longer for everyone to forget. But her heart yearned for someone, something, a memory kept stinging her until it was screaming at the back of her teary eyes. When she first met them, when she first met him. The way his eyes fell onto hers like they were magic, it still gave her shivers.

“I could take it all back… I could try to for…” she whispered, but the wind caught her words and sent them spiralling down the dark building to the concrete path bellow. A yellow taxi honked its horn to the passing car and a tired person trudged along the dark streets.

“I could?” she whispered again, but her pride stopped her. It always had, and now here she stood searching for something, enlightenment, a word or hope, something that would make her pride fall and her soar. She closed her eyes and went back to that first day.

“Arria!” a man said as he rushed to stand by my side. I curled away instantly and felt a sharp pain electrocute up my side and poison my breath with a sharp intake. A nurse came to stop him from coming further, but he was so forceful on reaching me. The look in his eyes scared me the most. Ocean blue eyes that hypnotised me, but the need and expectation in them were frightful.

“Jay please give her some room to think,” the nurse said and a doctor with dark skin came to stand next to me. He had small glasses that fell down a sharp nose as he looked down at my arm. His hand moved down to my hip and higher thigh and I pulled away sharply again, the pain raced up my side.

“Arria, please I need to check your cuts,” he said and I frowned. Slowly my gaze snapped up to the man who was watching carefully, every move that I made seemed to be under his intense gaze.

“OW!” I say loudly and try to move away from the doctor’s touch. When I looked down at the long graceful scar down from my hip to mid-thigh I felt like a zoo animal under examination.“What happened?” I whisper, my voice sounding hoarse and cold with fear. I looked over to the nurse who was looking shocked towards the doctor.

“I feared this might happen,” he mumbled to himself and the strange man had a stain of fear across his face.

“Do you know who I am Arria?” he said. I frowned and the Nurse turned to him.

“I think it would be best if you left Jay,” she said ushering him towards the door. He stood there. Dumbstruck, like a lost dog without his master… Like the world had left him…

“Do you remember Arria?” he repeated ignoring the nurse.

“My name is not Arria. I’m afraid I do not know of this woman that you speak of,” I say pulling the blanket closer to me. Somehow I felt exposed, the expectation too high for my liking. I had no idea who this woman he would speak of was; surely he must have mistaken me for someone else. A mistake… That was all.

The look in his eyes didn’t say that, he looked like a truck had hit him full blast on a highway and tears formed in his eyes. Those watery blue eyes so hurt and contorted with emotions….

“Who are you then?” the doctor asked.

“Surely you would know sir; I’m Felicity Grey from Dawnsbreath. Do you know how long I have been out for? I hope I’m not late?” I say watching his face curl in confusion.

“Of cause how could I forget,” the doctor replied smiling after the confusion melted away, “But my memory’s failing me… What would you be late for?” he continued as the nurse was writing stuff down.

“Sir Dillon the dangerous, he said he’d come back. Father and mother are coming to visit us; they’re taking the train… Ohh,” I say pausing and feeling a pain curl up around my chest. The doctor tensed,

“What is it?” he asked cautiously.

“Nothing… Can I go? I’d hate to be late,” I say looking down at my feet. I wriggled my toes under the blankets and wondered how I’d grown so big. “Did you give me growing mushrooms? I’ve grown ever so tall since yesterday,” I say looking up and smiling. I stopped when the confused looks I got came back, “What’s wrong?"



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“What’s wrong with her?” I ask the doctor following him as he walked briskly through the corridor.

“I don’t know,” he said turning to look at me, “But I think she might be going into a childhood state, when she was little and her memories were fond,” he continued and Tom stood up from the waiting room chair.

“Is she…?” He paused looking sad, he’d obviously been crying.

“She’s awake,” the doctor told him, ushering him away from the other visitors ears and into a white bleak corridor. “But she’s forgotten a lot of things, most likely everything,” he continued and Tom’s face dropped and he turned to look at me.

“She’d remember Jay though? She would right?” he continued sounding like a kid. He’d been cooped up for so long he was easily tempered and now he seemed on the verge of one.

“She doesn’t,” I say lowering my head. Now it seemed that suddenly all the love songs were about you at that moment. It was all so wrong.

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~~~ Again I would like to thank my very good friend for letting me use his beautiful poetry for this chapter. Truly he is a young genius~~